Bob woke up in the hospital room with a strange feeling. Somehow, he was suspended in mid air looking down upon his bed. He could see his family and friends gathered around. His Mom was crying. His Dad was holding her hand.
He could see his body with tubes running out and in. He saw the cast on his left arm and his bandaged head. "What the hell???" Bob said out loud. No one seemed to hear. No one looked up. "Mom! Mom! What is happening?" No one noticed. He continued to be suspended as if he was floating through the room.
Bob thought back to the accident. He pulled out from the intersection. He never saw the truck from his left. He heard the horn. He heard the loud crash. Then everything went blank. He had no idea how badly he was hurt.
Doctor Bernard walked in. He was a young Doctor in his early 30's. "I am very sorry. I give your son little hope. Frankly, I do not know how he is hanging on like he is. All the vital signs are showing he should have let go hours ago. But, he keeps hanging on. I am afraid it is only a matter of time." Bob shouted, "What? I am fine Doctor! Look, here I am!" No one noticed.
Bob continued to look around the room. He saw his girlfriend Susan. She had tears also. Susan was hot, even with the tears. She was a 19 year old college freshman. She was a perfect 38-24-36. She had sparkling blue eyes and shoulder length blond hair. Her body was fully toned from all the workouts she did on a daily basis. He saw she was wearing the white cotton sweater he had gotten her for her birthday last week, with a matching cotton skirt that seemed to flow with her curves over her perfect ass. He wished that he could touch that ass. He craved it seemingly more than ever at this point. He wanted to feel, to know he was alive. Somehow, as he was suspended in air, all of his focus was on this perfect ass. He desired to feel, to touch. He felt his body begin to drift in Susan's direction. No one noticed him. No one could see or feel him or hear him.
He drifted down around his family. He felt himself floating behind Susan where he was only inches from her ass. He reached out to feel. He could feel nothing. His hand just floated in space. He placed his hand upon her skirt over her ass. He kept it there. He wanted to feel it, to know he was alive. He concentrated on Susan's hot ass. He wanted to feel it again. He wanted to touch her.
Suddenly, Susan jumped. She could feel his touch! She looked behind her. She saw nothing. "Susan, it's me!!! I am right here!" Bob shouted. Susan turned back around. Bob could not believe what was happening. Somehow in this suspended state between life and death, he was given the ability to feel, to touch if he concentrated enough.
Bob was shaking. He did not know how to feel at the moment. He was glad he was able to touch. He was glad he could place his hand on Susan's ass. But he was fearful at what the future held. Bob was very tired. He drifted back up into the air. He let his eyes close. He let his mind drift back to sleep.
Bob woke again. The Doctors were gathered around him working feverishly. Bob knew it was serious. However, he had more important things on his mind. As he floated in the room again, he looked for Susan. She was not here.